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BARE MUTANTS(HoZac Records) w/MOSS FOLK, RED STUFF

To say that we’ve been long-time fans of multi-talented Jered
Gummere’s many musical combos over the past 15+ years would be a severe
understatement. From the bands he was wrapped up in early in his teenage
years, such as The Muggles, Defilers, Real Cool Killers, and the
formidable Guilty Pleasures, to his ascent to mainstream recognition
with The Ponys, it’s become clear that Jered is known as one of the most
important songwriters of our generation. His influence on pop music
over the first half of this century is undeniable, impacting most
notably Jay Reatard, and much of the current Brooklyn sound, right up to
all the modern bands that still try to capture that elusive something
that The Ponys delivered on a nightly basis. Ahead of their time
undoubtedly, and with that same pioneering spirit fully intact,
Gummere’s newest assemblage, Bare Mutants, coalesces all of the most
pivotal nuances of his repertoire into a perfectly minimal, mid-tempo
snapshot of this morosely powerful tone.

Adding in essential Chicago nutrients such as Seth from Mannequin Men
on bass and Jeanine from The 1900s on backups and tambourine, along
with multi-talented friends Pete & Leslie on drums and organ, Bare
Mutants have come together as a tightly-wound, tense-yet-tranquil wall
of sound that surges and ebbs within the raw emotion and gut-wrenching
intensity of a band that’s on its way somewhere big, and wide open. Both
heart-crushing tracks on this debut single aren’t going to quicken
anyone’s pulse, yet the solemn seduction that awaits you within these
celestial grooves is immeasurable in its trance-inducing tension, as
well as how deeply it’ll be stuck inside your head.

If everything Robert Johnson knew about music was based solely on listening to soundtracks from Roger Corman biker movies, he might have sounded like Red Stuff, Milwaukeeâ€™s preeminent backwoods scuzz-surf duo. more at avclub.com